“Mara.
That vantage-ground the sages may attain is hard
To reach. With her two-finger consciousness
That is no woman competent to gain!

Therī.
How should the woman’s nature hinder us?
Whose hearts are firmly set, who ever move
With growing knowledge onward in the Path?
What can that signify to one in whom
Insight doth truly comprehend the Norm?

On every hand the love of pleasure yields,
And the thick gloom of ignorance is rent
In twain. Know this, O Evil One, avaunt!
Here, O Destroyer! shalt thou not prevail.”